Has this happened to you? You have the daily grind of Life in a delicate balance with the whole working on your career while paying ample attention to the family thing, right? There’s a groove to be found with making… Read More ›
Micron
May the Fourth
Micron Solo, Jabba and Princess Euka. I can’t find my tomato stakes, my lamentation for this sunny May afternoon. Then what’s that you’re using? asks My Favorite Kid. Bamboo kebab skewer thingies I found in the kitchen junk drawer, I say…. Read More ›
Piece of my heart
Pin this How old was the puppy when you got him? asked the young man. Yaxley was eight weeks old when he arrived from California, answered The Husband. Yes? Next question? What are you training him to do? asks another… Read More ›
The ears have it
Mini Micron.Pre-photo session. Hey Micron! says Euka. You big goldengoober! Lookit! Look at what, Puppy Piddler? asks Micron, annoyed. He doesn’t look up from chewing a stick. It’s a good stick. Fresh from the mulch pile. ‘Member the time you… Read More ›
This calls for the Class A uniform
Come a little closer. I can’t lick you yet. I reach for the light blue bandanna on the kitchen counter and turn to Micron. Dress, I say to him. My big yellow dog lowers his noggin and slips into the… Read More ›